Hazel

Warm autumn day

Open November skies

Sunrise whirling with whisking leaves

Captured in your eyes

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6 comments

  1. Is it the day, that is warm, or is it you love, when i am in your arms…
    Your eyes are always glossy, like the golden barley farms,
    In where, i root my thoughts,, amazed with wonders of your charm..

  2. Thank you Kirsten!
    I’m in the middle of moving things around and adding to it. I couldn’t help but to keep thinking about this poem at work and was jotting down notes when I could.

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